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Sometimes you just want a little treat. There are a lot of reasons for that, hard week, hard day, hard minute, or you just want a little something to sweeten up your life even for a moment. My mom has long been into little treats, one of her life mantras seems to have been, “treat yourself” a mantra that I haven’t really inherited except when it comes to chocolate chip cookies for my son, or as I affectionately call him, “the boy” – and yes, sometimes I sneak one or two of those same chocolate cookies in middle of the night raids on the freezer. I did say freezer because we like our cookies cold!
With high temperatures in California and in the rural hamlet we live in, today seemed the perfect day for having a little treat. My mom isn’t feeling well, and my son had college applications to think about, but, after our weekly dump run along with the listing of said colleges and their application procedures, I told him we’d try out the new ice cream place in town.
Lest you think this is a regular ice creamery, it’s not. It falls into the new fangled artisan ice cream shop where the creamy concoctions are handmade with fresh ingredients more local than far flung. I hadn’t actually been to our artisan ice creamery before, but had seen crowds gathering outside of it every weekend since it opened about a month ago give or take a week or two – I’m not exactly sure when it opened because sometimes I just lose time.
To be fair there is another artisan ice creamery in our general area by the name of Munnerlyn’s that opened about 7 years ago – I know that for sure because I’ve written a couple of stories about it through the years - but since its about an hour or more from our home it’s not really practical for a little treat.
With my son game for trying something new, and my mom resting but always up for a little treat, my son and I made out way up Main Street to JoMa’s Artisan Ice Cream leaving my mom behind for a few minutes because she wasn’t up to the adventure, but would no doubt enjoy its results.
A few minutes – yes, I said minutes - later we arrived outside the ice creamery, a few minutes that felt a lot longer as my son – my teenage son – complained about the heat, the fact that we were walking and the amount of people that were around – cue my eyeroll!
As we stepped in, I immediately loved its contemporary modern décor with its clean lines, and its very large lettered menu that you could see from anywhere in the shop. Just a few people were in front of us, and my only dilemma was what to choose for my mom. My son does anything mint and chocolate so that was easy, and I love salted caramel so that was another slam dunk because both of those flavors were on the menu – did I say I loved the menu where I didn’t have to work to figure out what was what? Yes, I know I did but it’s worth saying again! So after pursuing the menu a few times more, I settled on vanilla bean and honey for my mom.
As we walked out of the shop, our little cups in tow, I wondered if the heat would melt my mom’s ice cream too much. So, I watched it pool a little bit on the way home as my son ate his quickly and efficiently, enjoying every creamy bite once he got used to the artisan flavor of it, which is more than a little different from what most of us are used to. I saved mine to have with my mom, who instantly proclaimed that it was “Delicious” when I gave it to her with only a slight moat of creamy sweetness surrounding the rest of the ice cream in her cup.
Yes, sometimes we all need a little treat to sweeten up our day, and it’s all the better when you can just walk down the street for it.